Chapter 2216: A Bowl of Meng Po Soup 69

Xi Ying quickly distanced herself from Shen He and turned back coldly: "What are you doing?"

"This thing fell from your body. I picked it up before and give it back to you now." Shen He opened his palm and placed a pale golden ball on it.

"What is it?" Xi Ying picked up the ball and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in her heart.

"I don't know what it is, but I heard you call her - Xiao Yiyi."

"Xiao Yiyi?" Xi Ying frowned slightly and raised her eyes to look at Shen He, "Is this really mine?"

Shen He smiled lightly: "Yeah."

"Oh." Xi Ying took the ball in her hand and walked onto the Naihe Bridge.

She walked very easily, just like walking normally.

After seeing that Xi Ying was fine, Shen He stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

The child in his arms will be fine, and neither will Xi Ying, only him.

He was the only one who had to bear the pain of burning souls and devouring souls.

Every step he took felt like every part of his body was being crushed by the tip of a knife. The pain couldn't be described in words at all.

Xi Ying, who was walking in front, didn't know what she was thinking of. Suddenly she turned around and saw Shen He's whole body soaked with sweat.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked.

At this moment, she was only half a step away from the end of the bridge.

If Shen He asked her to come back at this time and ask her to go to the kitchen to get a bowl of Meng Po soup to drink by herself, then he would no longer have to endure such heart-piercing pain.

But he didn't.

He forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. But if you are free, can you help me carry her over first?"

Xi Ying looked at the sleeping baby in Shen He's arms, remained silent for a while, and nodded: "Okay."

Xi Ying took her child to reincarnation, leaving Shen He alone struggling.

Persistence, we have already crossed half of the Naihe Bridge!

After taking two more steps, Shen He could no longer walk upright.

He knelt down on one knee, feeling the pain.

pain! It hurts so much!

As the Lord God, Shen He had been injured countless times in battles, but he had never felt such extreme pain.

The so-called life is worse than death, that's probably what it means.

But the end of the bridge was right in front, and he had to crawl over it!

Gritting his teeth desperately, he dragged his knees and walked a few steps forward. Shen He's fingertips could already touch the black-gold mist.

Again! Strong! hold! one! Down!

He wants to go to the next plane with his complete soul and memory to meet Xi Ying.

Xi Ying is waiting for him in the next plane!

Shen He dug his hands into the ground and crawled forward with difficulty.

His fingers were pricked and bleeding, but the pain was completely different from the pain he was enduring now.

Still a little bit short...

But at this time, he felt that he had exhausted all his strength.

It was too difficult to cross the Naihe Bridge with his memories, not to mention that his divine power was almost withered.

He is much stronger than ordinary people. Ordinary people can't even walk half of the Naihe Bridge and they will be completely wiped out.

And he, at least, made it this far.

But, can we only go so far?

Shen He's consciousness gradually disappeared, and he seemed to be about to pass out.

His soul was also faintly about to disperse.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a sigh.

This sigh contains too many emotions, which are so complicated that people can't distinguish them at the moment.

Then, Shen He felt his body lighten.

It was as if someone had picked him up and thrown him into reincarnation.

Looking back in confusion, Shen He saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Then, plunged into darkness.